Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Chapter 688

Just a moment ago, a group of friends were discussing Aurora Holdings and Alumni Network. With eight million users, Alumni Network had immense potential and could very well become a leading internet company like Penguin Group.

Crossing Aurora Holdings would be like asking for trouble.

Gareth pulled Luna into a corner, his gaze dark and intense.noveldrama

"Mr. Spencer... What's this about?" Luna asked, obviously irritated.

She was simply trying to make a friend. He didn't have the right to interfere, nor could he tell her who she could interact with.

Gareth spoke flatly," That guy is up to no good. Stay away from him."

"And how do you know that?" Luna demanded.

"A man's sixth sense..."

"You're crazy!" Luna snapped before turning to leave.

Gareth grabbed her arm and pulled her back, pinning her against the wall. Luna winced as her back hit the wall. Her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes misted over with tears.

Gareth tilted her chin with his hand, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Luna, are you playing hard to get?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Luna bit her lip and turned her head away.

"Oh? A psychologist who doesn't understand what I'm saying?" Gareth asked, forcing her to look at him.

Luna brushed his hand away.

"Mr. Spencer, please behave."

Just then, a janitor cleared his throat. Luna blushed and quickly stepped away while Gareth inspected his fingertips with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Meanwhile, at Carlisle's end, Shania and Nathan had moved on to mingle with the other guests. Selena and the others had changed into their evening gowns. Owen and Daniel kept their heads down, afraid to look too much. Even Carlisle could feel his face warming up.

Some of the female employees had dressed provocatively at previous company events, but their style and grace were nothing compared to those of the three secretaries. Selena, Isla, and Laurel had become the epitome of high-society elegance.

Selena wore a tasteful white floor-length gown with a slit down the left side, revealing her legs with every step. Meanwhile, Isla wore a fiery red gown cinched with a red belt that exuded confidence and allure. Laurel's black gown with gold accents was a bold choice that she wore effortlessly. Her commanding presence perfectly complemented the high-class look.

Laurel sat next to Owen, who couldn't help but steal a glance at her. He swallowed nervously. Carlisle took a sip from his wine glass and then checked his phone. It was already 7:10 pm.

Most of the media reporters had arrived, but the governor was still missing, which meant the event would probably be delayed.

He scanned the room for the familiar face of his former boss and soon spotted him at the back of the room, chatting animatedly with an old acquaintance.

Carlisle's lips curved into a smile. He took his glass and walked over. "Ms. Johansen, please come with me."